Chapter 908: Special Forces

The houses were burning in the thunderbolt, and in the collapsed ruins, countless figures were colliding together to fight, swords splashed sparks, and blood fountains sprayed in the smoke of gunpowder.

The two platoons of interspersed troops led by the knife blew up the devils who were ambushed in this dimly lit compound, and the devils had not yet recovered from their vertigo, and the cold blades had already pierced their bodies.

The devils were covered in waves of hundreds of grenades, and all that remained were scarred.

Although there were not many remaining little devils, when they saw the guerrilla officers and soldiers who rushed in, they were like struggling trapped beasts, and they burst out with strong combat effectiveness and fought with the guerrilla officers and soldiers.

From time to time, the injured little devils knocked away the grenades, hugged the guerrilla officers and soldiers and exploded into a cloud of blood mist, and the flesh and blood splashed everywhere, but the devils were still fierce.

But the brothers under the command of Daozi are not vegetarians, they dare to attack hundreds of devils with the strength of two platoons, how can they be afraid of devils, they are also not afraid of death.

The knife and the three brothers rushed into a building, and the two devils who came up to them were kicked and hit the wall by them, and then the bayonet stabbed down, and the screams fell.

"Kill them!"

There was a cold voice from the stairs, it was the devil Captain Qingyuan, who saw the Chinese soldiers coming straight to him, his smoky face was full of anger.

More than a dozen devils rushed downstairs with bayonets, and surrounded the knives and the three brothers, and the faces of the devil soldiers flashed with fierce light, and they looked at the knives as if they were dead people.

The knives were defending back to back, the flames were sweeping outside, and the house was filled with a strong smell of gunsmoke.

Daozi and the brothers licked their chapped lips, ready to fight to the death, Daozi stared at the short, ugly devil soldier in front of him, grinned, and suddenly reached for his waist.

The devil soldier held the snowy bayonet in both hands, his eyes followed the movement of the knife's hand, and he saw that the knife quickly unhooked the grenade and held it in his hand, and he was so frightened that the souls of the dead were scared.

The number of devil soldiers is indeed large, but in this cramped room, as long as the grenade explodes, it will be dead.

The knife bit open the bottom cover with lightning speed, and made a gesture to pull the string, and when the devil saw this grinning guerrilla officer and soldier, he had already begun to scold his mother in his heart and turned around and pounced.

"They have grenades, hidden!"

The stout little devil did not forget to remind his companions when he turned and fell.

These devil soldiers surrounded by knives didn't want to be blown up in a daze, their reaction speed was fast, and they all turned around in unison and threw themselves around, trying to dodge the grenades that were about to explode.

When the knife turned around and fell, the grenade was inserted back into his waist, and he held the bayonet and roared: "Kill-"

A few back-to-back brothers pounced on the devil with red eyes, and the devil left his back to them at the moment, and the devil made a stupid decision.

"Huh! Clear! ”

The devil soldiers did not wait for the expected explosion, but the sound of bayonets stabbing into flesh and bones rubbing, and streams of blood flew out.

The knives were fierce and tricky, and the bayonets kept stabbing down, and those devils who fell to the ground became the targets of slaughter.

After the devils reacted, there were only two of the more than ten devils left, and they looked at the Chinese officers and soldiers covered in gunsmoke and blood in horror, they had been deceived.

The knives are all veterans who crawled out of the pile of dead people, and in this kind of surrounded, they naturally know that if they fight bayonets, they can only be stabbed into a sieve.

So he pulled out a grenade to scare the devils, these devils have also fought a lot of battles with the Chinese army, as soon as they saw the Chinese officers and soldiers grab the grenades and pounce on them, their scalps were numb, so they subconsciously wanted to hide.

After all, Chinese officers and soldiers are willing to spare their lives to defend their homeland and country, and they do not want to be killed by a cheap grenade.

But this time the little devil miscalculated, and the knife used the devil's fear of grenades to deceive them once, and successfully came to a counter-kill.

The wailing and screaming downstairs continued, and the devil Captain Qingyuan upstairs didn't know what was going on below, and soon heard footsteps on the stairs.

Captain Qingyuan pointed a southern pistol at the staircase, but before he could see a figure, a smoking grenade flew up first.

"Bastard!"

Captain Qingyuan saw the grenade rolling under his feet with a grunt, and hurriedly ran to the side a few steps before falling down.

This time the grenade was real, and the only remaining grenade from the knife was left to Captain Qingyuan.

"Boom!"

The grenade exploded in a cloud of fire on the upper floor, and the rampant explosives splashed everywhere, the tables and chairs were blown away, and then all kinds of wood chips and debris swept towards Captain Qingyuan.

Before the smoke of the explosion dissipated, the knife led the bloodstained brothers upstairs, and they saw Captain Qingyuan and the two devil soldiers lying on the ground wriggling, and rushed up without hesitation to stab them.

Captain Qingyuan was ordered to lead the troops to ambush here, preparing to concentrate on eliminating the guerrilla forces that attacked the city, but he never expected that he would be served by a small unit responsible for interspersing.

"It seems to be a big official!"

Some brothers shouted excitedly when they saw that the Nizi military uniform worn by Captain Qingyuan was different from the rest of the devils.

"I can't remember the devil officials we killed, so there's no fuss."

The knife glanced through the window towards the dark battlefield outside, and saw that the brothers had taken control of the situation, but were still fighting, he squatted down and took out a pack of cigarettes from the devil and lit it, took a deep breath, and beckoned the brothers, "Go, go downstairs and help the brothers."

When the knives and the troops in ambush exchanged fire, the sudden battle that broke out here also attracted the attention of the commanders of both sides.

"It should be the knife they bumped into the devil, and the third company will go to reinforcements!"

Yang Ling's heart sank when he saw the continuous firelight of the explosion over there, worried that they would encounter danger with the interspersed knives, so he immediately sent reinforcements.

And the devil commander Qingchuan Shaozo also had a bad premonition when he saw the explosion over there, but the troops in his hands had been dispersed to the streets, and now the troops in his hands were stretched.

So he had to personally find the commander of the skeleton special team, Makino Kanan, and ask them for a powerful elite force that could help him.

If the commander of the ordinary conventional forces asked for him, Makino Kanan would definitely refuse, because they had nothing to do with the regular troops, and they could not take risks to help others.

But he and Qingchuan Shaozuo were classmates and friends, and they were both from the Army University, so he finally nodded and agreed, and led the skeleton special team that was ready to go straight to the place where the fire was exchanged.